Arlise vs the Amazon

[Highfly]

Alaina kept the pressure on Arlise as she applied her headscissor. "You are a feisty one, but when ya go and talk like you beating me is a forgone conclusion you went and woke the beast...." Alaina said as she kept the hold locked in, abandoning her crowd playing and now focused entirely on Arlise. "You have a lot of potential though, and damn you can bring punishment in a hurry." Alaina added, referring to the start of the match as it was Arlise who started out hot taking the fight to Alaina.

Alaina leaned back and squeezed even harder, glancing back down at Arlise as she watched to see how effectively her hold was taking the fight out of the younger beautiful woman. Alaina was so focused that she couldn't feel Arlise's struggles as much, intent on either getting a submission or having Arlise draw upon her desperation to slip through, power out of, or otherwise escape from the hold!

[Winter]

With thighs grinding against her ears and her own cries of pain filling her head, Arlise was a captive but deafened audience to whatever taunting Alaina must have been sending her way. All of it completely deserved, with how much the older woman had dominated her for a length of time that Lise's occupied mind couldn't process, that felt much longer than it must have been. Lise could not and did not want to comprehend how long it had been, as her current torture was all on her mind.

And moreso when Alaina leaned back, leaving the redhead to watch the veteran's abs rippling as she somehow pumped more power into the legs that held Lise captive. "Aaaaaah- aaaangh!", Lise continued to bellow, as her hands abandoned Alaina's thighs to instead claw weakly at her stomach for a moment before they returned to the legs.

Titania, face as red as her hair, could only ride out the suffering and battle against the black dots filling her vision alongside the tears, as her fighting slowly faded into a drowsy acknowledgment of the incredible pressure crushing her head...and awareness of little else.

[Highfly]

Alaina was amazed at the toughness of Arlise. She kept squeezing and while Arlise wasn't tapping she was holding out. If this kept up Alaina was tempted to release the hold so she could try something else. She was giving Arlise one last strong squeeze, trying to get that submission but if it didn't come soon the amazon would release the hold and have to find another way to defeat this woman... a dangerous prospect given that it provided a window for Arlise tow work a comeback and build momentum. Alaina knew how dangerous hungry young wrestlers could be especially when they had momentum as well as the crowd on their side.

A few more seconds and Alaina would see if her hold would work or if she would have to go with a plan B!

[Winter]

Despite the torture of having her head stuck inescapably between two of the most powerful thighs in LAW, and despite how easy it would have been to gain her release through a single signal to the ref, it never crossed Arlise's addled mind to tap out. Part of it was the pride she had carried with her throughout her career still sticking with her, even when she could barely focus on anything but surviving the pressure to her skull and the ache in her back. Part of it was that she was so disoriented that she lacked the awareness to tap out. Either way, Lise remained in Alaina's leggy cage, her vision of the dominant woman whose legs she occupied slipping away from her slowly but surely. "Nynnn...nnnn....nn..."

Her alluring features showed worry and suffering that was slowly fading as her pain-wracked brain started to put her into an almost-euphoric state where the pain subsided in favor of feeling only a cold tingle throughout her otherwise-burning body and the contact of Alaina's thighs around her face. Still, her hands held to the sides of Alaina's thighs like she was riding a rollercoaster and waiting for the horrifying drop.

It came, with a giant squeeze that left Lise, too battered and pressured in the skull to withstand it, with only a blurry, strangely pleasing image of the woman crushing her as reality stopped for her in favor of the blackness of dreamland. The suddenly unconscious redhead's hands both fell slowly to the mat, a gasp left her red lips, her eyes fluttered shut, and her cheek rested more tightly against Alaina's thigh.

[Highfly]

Alaina felt Arlise go limp and the referee soon slid into place to check on her, calling for the bell. Alaina let go and rolled aside, getting up as the referee called her out as the winner via knockout against her young foe! Alaina stood tall and held her fists in the air as she did a little victory strut around the ring, taking in the cheers of the crowd. Alaina stopped and looked down at Arlise, kneeling next to her to make sure she was all right. If she had just passed out it wouldn't be long before she came back around and woke up. She had a lot of promise and Alaina could see that plain as day. She had no weaknesses in her game, was very fit, strong, fast, technical.... the woman had quite a high ceiling of potential.

[Winter]

In a state that would never be familiar, even after nearly half of the losses in her career had ended this way, Lise had confusing dreams more than sweet ones, still dreaming of the last image she had seen. Her slumped figure, with her cheek falling against her own arm when Alaina released her, convinced her otherwise blank mind that she was still between Alaina's legs, with none of the pain and none of the stakes. She was merely unable to escape, staring at the woman who had her captured and groaning and growling.

The world came slowly back in, the screams of the crowd the first thing she could process as her shoulders shivered a bit with the coming consciousness. The ache was second, then she forced her eyes open to see the referee hanging over her, asking if she was alright. The ref and all of the rest seemed extremely distant for several more seconds until Arlise finally showed understanding by scrunching up her features and groaning, realizing what had happened to her even if she couldn't remember. What had felt like a featureless couple of seconds for her was actually more than thirty seconds, but she knew what it was like to wake up from being rendered unconscious, perhaps too well.

"I lost by knockout, I take it?", she asked, as she rolled onto her back...but as she saw the figure of Alaina on her opposite side, Lise didn't need to hear the answer. Titania did not look at her directly, instead closing her eyes and brushing her wildly-thrown hair away from her forehead with only a brief grimace at her ache.

Surely, she deserved to be mocked, if Alaina thought to do it. Her own loathing of her poor performance would be worse, after all...especially once it sank in fully.

[Highfly]

"Yeah, I had you and tried to make you submit but you held out until you weren't conscious anymore. You are one tough, strong, fast, and technically sound wrestler. Quite an impressive package ya know?" Alaina said as she offered to help Arlise to her feet. "If ya ever want to train I am game for that if you are. A nice spar could be fun and we may be able to learn a bit from each other. Tried and true classic stuff as well as newer stuff you young people do coming together." Alaina said with a wink as she remained knelt down, waiting to see if Arlise would accept her offer up to her feet or not. Alaina hoped she would. Tina was a great training partner but with the title came additional responsibility in LAW, leaving Tina and Alaina less time to train together.

Her nephew Dan was a great fitness coach, and maybe he and Arlise would do well training together as well.... not to mention Dan's eyes just might bug out of his head if he saw Arlise in her wrestling attire. The amazon was left hoping that Arlise would not only accept the offer up but also one to work together from time to time.

[Winter]

As her hands rubbed over her forehead, trying to clear the feeling of heaviness and burden within that had surely come from it being squeezed between Alaina's constricting thighs, Lise at first thought she must have truly been disoriented and had done much better in the match than it had seemed given the last two minutes. Knowing better, however, that Alaina might be patronizing her crossed her mind. Of course, she was too beaten and sore to care, still barely able to focus on her surroundings, so she could not gather anything from Alaina's tone that told her whether she condescended purposefully or accidentally.

Whatever the case, Lise was sure she would feel even more depressed about the match later, once she had the clarity of mind to think it through.

But, she supposed none of that was Alaina's fault. Finally, her gray eyes popped open to squint into the bright lights and take in Alaina's face as the older woman crouched down close to her. The redhead waved a gently dismissive hand. "That's a question...I'll have to answer...when I get my senses together," Lise stalled through heavy breaths, perhaps a bit less interested in the offer than she had been before, but perhaps she would feel better when the thoughts of Alaina slamming her across the mat became easier to bear.

Still a sprawled figure, her legs began to curl back in towards her. "And...if it's no different to you...I'll get myself together here for a bit longer." Until she felt like she could stand in pride without falling over, at least.

[Highfly]

Alaina was waved off and she stood back up. Alaina heard Arlise and nodded. "Yeah, all right you can get back to me on that one." Alaina said, her gut telling her now that Arlise was a proud woman and likely not to want to work with someone who beat her in the ring. Alaina made her way over towards the ropes and climbed through jumping down to the ground below from the apron. Alaina began to make her walk up the ramp, her usually confident strut a bit hobbled as Arlise had taken it to her early. Alaina was not hurting too badly but she had taken a good amount of damage. She was curious to see if she would see Arlise again. She sure hoped she would, but Arlise was a lot like Alaina when she herself was younger. Losses sucked, and it was a step back when someone wanted to go out and give it their all to be the absolute best woman in the ring every time they stepped between the ropes.

[Winter]

Though she hid her eyes beneath another rub of her forehead, Lise watched through her blurred gray eyes as Alaina stepped from the ring, entirely not sure what she felt towards the veteran at the moment. Most of it was complicated and blurred by pain and no few feelings of...total submission in the redhead's mind, all compelling her to shut her mind to it and not try to think on it. Not now, anyway. She was too scattered and shattered to make sense of it.

After several more seconds of lying with a rising and falling chest and hoping her back did not ache when she stood, Titania gathered her remaining pride and tried to weather a quick glance at the crowd who had witnessed her destruction and now saw her ragged in her previously sharp attire. Though her spine hurt and head still felt like it was underwater, she gingerly made her way to the ropes and offered the crowd a single, gracious nod.

Then she strode her way out with hands on her hips, knowing she needed to make many changes after tonight's performance.

Winner by knockout, Alaina Sanders.